hey girl! whatcha thinking bout? whatcha thinkin bout? are you thinkin bout love? and what if, I took you by the hand, to a little place, by the rocks and the waves? and where do I know you from? a different life?
or maybe it's just this one, finally getting it right. and this, I swear, is where I'm meant to be. out here with you under the stars.
out here with you, the fish, and the stars.

And life story time...
I still feel a little sick today.
As luck would have it I appear to have fallen for the only guy who is more keen on avoiding relationships than I am. Hmm I don't really ever fall for people, but this one guy just seemed like someone that might be worth my time... Oh well back to work I go.
Lots of chemistry math and physics to do after all. Every week is a busy week here. -_-

That's all I have to say.. I'm going home on Saturday to visit the pets and see four friends and have Thanksgiving dinner though. Which I am semi excited I guess. :p I am very on edge lately and it doesn't take much to get the water works going. Quite annoying really. But I'll be okay, just a temporary disturbance.
That's all for now. Bedtime.

I'm so settled though! I've never been so overall happy before. xD Being away from my family has done some crazy good for me. . . sadly. I do think I'm going to relocate there permanently next year. . .
;Today:
In my head:Seashell Tale -- Bright Eyes

On my mind:
Blank.

In my tummy:
Milk and honey (it's my passion and the single most comforting food out there).

And life story time...
The position I got for College Royal... Cat show assistant. I didn't mention that cats make me a tad bit nervous, I do need to get over that somehow anyway if I want to become a vet...

He told my I look nice yesterday.

I am very at peace with myself right now.

I have very little expectation of people in my life. Which is probably why I rarely get upset with them.

It's not that I couldn't rely on them if I had to. . . I just prefer to manage things myself. . . Though I know how to ask for help at the same time. . .